The Insider's Loft: Chapter four
The odd feeling of insecurity returned to the fore as Marco closed the door shut and vanished down the hallway. Marco’s presence may have been enough to provide Cecilia a sense of safety but not enough to allay the danger she had previously sensed. It now lurked heavily in her hallway.
Standing as if rooted to the ground, Cecilia started to gaze at her front door. The more she gazed at the door, the more her fear grew.
She was not alone with fear. Freddie too had sensed danger and she was uncomfortable with what she had sensed.
With the furs on her back standing straight, Freddie cagily made her way from one corner of the room to the other in Cecilia’s direction. It was as if Freddie knew that Cecilia needed company and some assurance that she was not alone. Together they will defeat whatever it was they awaited its arrival.
Not long after, Freddie was pressing her body on Cecilia’s right leg. Feeling the warmth of her body, Cecilia eased the intensity of her gaze.
“I know, Freddie,” she told her. “I can feel it too.”
Soon after Cecilia said that, she turned sharply. With Freddie now at her feet, her mind had quickly raced to Fernando.
Meanwhile, Fernando, who was stroking Freddie’s back a short while ago, had fallen asleep at one corner of the where the pair had sat in quietude.
“No, not here Fernando,” Cecilia cried. Knowing what Aurelio was up to, Cecilia did not feel comfortable with her grandson spending the night in her apartment.
Ambling her way across the room, Cecilia stopped at the corner Fernando slept. Nudging him gently on the shoulder, she watched as Fernando’s eyes opened, and widened.
Though he knew where he was, he was not entirely with all his senses. “Is it morning, grandma?” he asked confused as to how quickly he had slept through the night.
“No sweetie. You still have a lot of time to sleep. Take my hand and I will tuck you in bed.”
Fernando obeyed. As Fernando came to his feet, he felt his grandmother firm up her grip on his hand. Like that, Cecilia hustled him out of her apartment and down the hallway. Freddie stayed put as if commandeered to guard the apartment.
Standing as if rooted to the ground, Cecilia started to gaze at her front door. The more she gazed at the door, the more her fear grew.
She was not alone with fear. Freddie too had sensed danger and she was uncomfortable with what she had sensed.
With the furs on her back standing straight, Freddie cagily made her way from one corner of the room to the other in Cecilia’s direction. It was as if Freddie knew that Cecilia needed company and some assurance that she was not alone. Together they will defeat whatever it was they awaited its arrival.
Not long after, Freddie was pressing her body on Cecilia’s right leg. Feeling the warmth of her body, Cecilia eased the intensity of her gaze.
“I know, Freddie,” she told her. “I can feel it too.”
Soon after Cecilia said that, she turned sharply. With Freddie now at her feet, her mind had quickly raced to Fernando.
Meanwhile, Fernando, who was stroking Freddie’s back a short while ago, had fallen asleep at one corner of the where the pair had sat in quietude.
“No, not here Fernando,” Cecilia cried. Knowing what Aurelio was up to, Cecilia did not feel comfortable with her grandson spending the night in her apartment.
Ambling her way across the room, Cecilia stopped at the corner Fernando slept. Nudging him gently on the shoulder, she watched as Fernando’s eyes opened, and widened.
Though he knew where he was, he was not entirely with all his senses. “Is it morning, grandma?” he asked confused as to how quickly he had slept through the night.
“No sweetie. You still have a lot of time to sleep. Take my hand and I will tuck you in bed.”
Fernando obeyed. As Fernando came to his feet, he felt his grandmother firm up her grip on his hand. Like that, Cecilia hustled him out of her apartment and down the hallway. Freddie stayed put as if commandeered to guard the apartment.
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